Now under new ownership: We bought the Marugg Company in April 2006 from the former owners, our uncle Andy Weaver and Dean Lutes. We are proud to be the second generation owners of the Marugg Company for our family, and look forward to giving you prompt and courteous service,

Amy and Allen Wilson

Email us at
marugg@blomand.net

The Marugg Company
PO Box 1418
Tracy City, TN 37387

Phone (931) 592-5042

Helping you reap what you sow for over 130 yearsTo our knowledge we our the only company in the U.S. still making curved hickory snaths for European style scythes. In addition, we also stock a complete line of post horn, grass and brush blades. Marugg Blades are custom made for us, using our 130 year old pattern by a company in Austria that has been making blades since 1540. These blades are hammered to a fine edge and meant to be honed razor sharp. Do not grind these blades. They last longer and work better if you hammer and hone them.

We are happy to report that a scythe renaissance is underway, as sustainable agricultural methods are adopted by farmers in the developed world and the internet brings availability of these awesome tools to the emerging nations. We ship worldwide.

In April of 2006, we bought the company from our uncle Andy Weaver and Dean Lutes. We are proud to display a photo of our great-great-grandfather taken in the 1930’s using a scythe with attached grain cradle as you enter our store.

Money Back Guarantee:
If you are not completely satisfied with any of our products,
simply return them post paid withing 15 days for a full refund.
Sincerely,
Allen and Amy Wilso

After you have written numerous LTE, and donated large sums of money to the candidate of your “choice” and Focus on the Family, make sure you do your “duty” and vote; vote early and vote often, just get out there and VOTE!!

“However, the author in question goes on to condemn all violence under any circumstances. That type of thinking goes against our European Christian heritage.There are things so hideous, such as the murder of a baby in his mother’s womb, the rape of our women, the torture-murder of innocent young people like Channon Christian and Christopher Newsome, that they cry out to heaven for redress. You cannot claim to respect the white European heritage and then tell white people to dogmatically renounce all violence. That type of advice is irresponsible at a time when our “laws,” passed by white technocrats, have left white people almost defenseless against the barbarians in our midst. I recall a scene in Walter Scott’s novel The Black Dwarf in which some border raiders have abducted a Scottish lady and taken her across the border. An old man advises the young men not to break the law and be violent. A member of the rescue party replies angrily to him, “Don’t talk to us about our heroic ancestors and then tell us to do nothing.”

“Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, ’tis the rising of the moo”n

By the Rising of the Moon

words by J.K. Casey, music Turlough O’Carolan

And come tell me Sean O’Farrell tell me why you hurry so
Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow
I bare orders from the captain get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon

And come tell me Sean O’Farrell where the gath’rin is to be
At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me
One more word for signal token whistle out the marchin’ tune
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon

Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night
Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed warning light
Murmurs rang along the valleys to the banshees lonely croon
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon

All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, ’tis the rising of the moon

‘Tis the rising of the moon, ’tis the rising of the moon
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, ’tis the rising of the moon

It was one of those typical “milk the white guilt” articles. Appearing on CNN, the article described how “racism” still lurks at the University of Mississippi, despite all the alleged progress in recent years. It said that whites (horror of horror) still often group together, and related one incident where a black student who crashed a white party was called “nigger” by one of the boys there.

We at Lee in the Mountains don’t condone rudeness or insults, but we’re not planning a guilt trip over this incident, as similar ones, either. The fact is, we as white Southerners can’t exist as a people unless we can have some places and occasions of our own. This is why we advocate what we call primary social space (PSS). At minimum it means that we must have our own neighborhoods, churches, schools, businesses, private organizations, and social activities.

To say such a thing, of course, will incite the Politically Correct Inquisition to call us monsters, bigots, and haters who-if given just an inch-would start throwing people into gas chambers. Our reply is simply to ask, “If you want to bring up the issue of genocide (destruction of a people), then how do you suggest that we maintain our peoplehood and culture without resorting to PSS?

In this age of environmental awareness, most people understand that a variety or species of animal cannot exist without an adequate habitat. Take away the full and necessary habitat of grizzly bears, and these creatures slowly but surely will go extinct. So it is with peoples. Thus when our accusers allege that hatred and genocide are our motives, we reply that they are ascribing what are really their motives to us, a classic example of what psychologists call “projection.” One proof of their evil intent is their hypocrisy. If blacks or members of any other group want space of their own, the accusers never object. Their ire only rises when whites do so. These indeed are the same hypocrites who rant about “white privilege.”

Some Christians will object to PSS, saying that we should “love our neighbor.”But the love they conceive is the love of humanist egalitarianism, not biblical Christianity. The humanist creed teaches that love consists of leveling all men to make them equal and without distinction. The Bible, in contrast, affirms distinctions and boundaries among men, as well as their nations, tribes, and kindreds.

To love our neighbor, the Ten Commandments inform us, we must respect the bounds of property (thou shall not steal or covet), the bounds of marriage (though shalt not commit adultery), and the importance and legitimacy of blood ties (honor thy father and mother.) Loving people, in the Christian sense, means respecting their boundaries and legitimate concerns. The old saying is quite true, “Strong fences make good neighbors.”

With race relations today, the fences are broken down, and as a consequence misunderstanding and bitterness abound. The incident at the University of Mississippi is a good illustration. Some white students no doubt resent the anti-white political correctness forced on them in their classes. No doubt from time to time they seek the haven of their own society. The black student would have been wise to have appreciated their feelings, or put another way, their boundaries. The student who insulted him was wrong to have done so, but given today’s racial climate his resentment was at least understandable.

It is not “racism” or “hate” for people to feel comfortable with people of their own kind, heritage, and background. To make people feel guilty about such natural affections (these days almost always white people) is a form of spiritual assault for the purpose of mind control. No self-respecting person of any race should tolerate such vicious manipulation.

A wise and good black man, Booker T. Washington, many years ago set forth a workable plan for racial harmony in the South. He said that whites and blacks should work together as one hand for many common purposes, but in social matters they should be separate as fingers on a hand. The alternative is genocide for both peoples, and the creation of a confused and debased humanity most suitable for the rule of tyrants.

For the past few years, the Inland Empire in Riverside County has been one of the fastest growing counties in the state – home to a major housing boom. But now the Inland Empire is pretty much the poster child for the foreclosure crisis. In the newer developments, house after house sits vacant – either up for auction, for sale by a bank or going for what’s called a “short sale” which is when the owner owes more than the house is worth.

SoCal Connected tracked down some surreal sights associated with the crisis – a company that specializes in removing whatever people leave behind in their foreclosed homes. The process is called a “trashout” – a term the company came up with because it perfectly describes what happens. Everything that’s left is dumped in a trailer and taken to the landfill.
Then there’s the guy who started a business to spray-paint dead lawns. That’s right. He paints brown lawns green. We also tag along with a couple of code enforcement officers who are spending more and more of their time having to drain slimy, abandoned pools.

Finally, we meet a typical couple who bought their first home, thinking it was a great investment and tax write-off. Now the place is worth only half of what they paid for it and their neighborhood has almost as many vacant homes as occupied ones.

One of the code enforcement guys sums up the problem in a single sentence – “You know you’re in trouble when the lawns are brown and the pools are green!”